Badboyryu - night talking Lyrics

Still f*ckin' with that bitch, it's a marathon
Treatin' all my homies like my clothes, bitch, I put em' on
Put my chopp down and smack uh opp, I hit him with my bong
Beatin' on his ass, I'm his father, that lil' boy my son
What you think I'm sayin, bitch? I be playin' shit
Choppa get the night talkin, Glocky get tuh sprayin' shit
I ain't buying shit unless she finna come and suck my dick
Man, last time I saw the opp, Kidz Bop was still bumpin
Man, f*ck what you sayin, I don't wanna hear nothin
When I pull that shit out, your ass better get to runnin
I got two big-ass drums, that shit dumpin' like percussions
F*ck, woah, woah, oh no
Choppa uh magician, where the f*ck did that boy go
That Choppa spittin' fire, we gon' make a pussy glow
Glass get the shatterin, I'm tryna make a toast
What you know? All that shit talkin, we gon' take your soul
That's on, bro, if you play on me, I promise we gon' have to wipe your nose
Two opps with my lighter, finna smoke them in a row
This the hood Olympics, bitch, I'm out here lookin' for the gold
When them bullets hit your car, we gon' get your shit towed
I got racks on top of racks, bitch, I'm never finna fold
Out here reppin' for the F, lil' bitch, I'm throwin' up the four
Feelin' like Corressel when I grip that bitch, yeah, I need more
F*ck her fast then I f*ck her slow, that's really the goal
Smack her ass, bend her over, got that lil' hoe touchin' toes
I got two twins, finna f*ck them both up in a row
I can't f*ck with that lil' bitch, she addicted to the snow
Ayy, yeah, check, check me out like all yall pussy
Still f*ckin' with that bitch
Damn, yeah, I'm still f*ckin' with that bitch
It's a marathon, treatin' all my homies like my clothes, bitch, I put them on
Put my chop down and smack uh opp. I hit em with my bong
Beatin' on his ass, I'm his father, that lil' boy my son